My World

I dwell in the belly of the beast amongst trees I cant see through
the fog is heavy and the smoke is lethal
The river is 100 proof and my soul is drowning
my old earth is wailing; kidneys failing
Illumination can be scary
The answers aren't evident nor are they a new president
The ultimate final destination...peep the occupation
Food for the soul ,but in this jungle it's cold
Friends shake hands over fist that clinch
33 degrees breed gorillas in the midst
48 laws govern the work place
That is life in the never ending rat race
1000 friends I know but I never knew,facebook and myspace the new pimps on the avenue
Positive Progression was the catalyst for all the aggression
Opposites attract like big wheels on cadillacs
3rd eye is blinded to the fact
The beast is my world...

By,
Teena Montana
New Clothez Productions